I have Dolly Parton's 9 to 5 stuck in my head - partly because I'm using it for the kids I teach as a part of one of their routines, and partly because MY 9-5 is driving me crazy!
I had my interview, which I think went well, but I won't find out until early next week as they had a few other candidates to interview. I'm hoping I get to the second interview stage - which I think is weird.. having a phone interview, an in-person interview with the person who'll be my boss, and then having ANOTHER interview where I meet the only other person in the team.... don't you think that's weird? Why didn't she just come to the first one?
Everything in my current position is driving me nuts. I can't talk about it again, but it's the same old same old and I think that by deciding to apply for other positions and making that leap to leave... I just want to get out of there now!
Food is still weird. I'm doing better, but not well enough (which is still showing on the scales!) - it's not mindless eating any more, but it's definitely eating more than I should, and the wrong kinds of foods. Sometimes it's the right kind of food at the wrong time - I wait until I'm too hungry and then eat enough for two, way too quickly to recognise those 'full' feelings. I'm quite sure that as I'm becoming more aware of these habits and behaviours, they'll start to change.
Running is going well. After my last post, I ran 20 minutes non-stop... and then today I ran 25 MINUTES NON-STOP. I'm keeping up with intervals (this week is 6x 3:00 jog, 2:00 walk) and feeling surprisingly good about it. Running on the treadmill is easier, but I think that's because I'm watching the TV at the gym and not concentrating on the running bit. Running outside is more difficult in the head, but easier on the body as I'm not bound to the treadmill's speed, but rather just go with it. Runnning outside is boring though - I need to go somewhere that I can people-watch while I run, or find some interesting audio books to listen to... Otherwise I think of all the breathing and striding and talk myself out of it too quickly.
My core strength is also improving. A couple of weeks ago, I injured my shoulder while boxing and it's taken a while for it to heal. I've kept up with the osteo appointments, and diligently done my stretching. I've restricted my intensity at boxing, restricted some movements at cali, and removed the exercises from my circuit training that I've been told I cannot do without re-injuring. It seems to be paying off, as at my last appointment the osteo pretty much gave me the all clear to forge ahead. He did, however, spark something a couple of weeks ago when he mentioned that the residual pain was from poor posture, rather than the injury (I was compensating, and not well!) and that I needed to work on both posture and core strength.
I need to do this sort of stuff with the cali kids anyway, so have worked hard on it for the last few weeks and by the DOMS I'm feeling in my back and abs, I think I'm on the right track. Oh, how I regret not listening to all my coaches over the years who begged me to do all the exercises at home (back then, it was all weird but now I find out it's actually just Pilates) so that my core was not in such a bad way... but alas, I cannot go back in time, I just have to start fresh. Running also seems to activate my core, I guess it's a combo of trying to stay on the treadmill and concentrating on keeping my chest up and breathing well.
You know, I think I might be getting the hang of this exercise business - I'm really enjoying the things I'm doing! Time to work on the food side... Imagining what I could be achieving if my diet was right is getting boring - I just need to change my thinking and be sensible about it.
Tomorrow is the start of May. My birthday month. Starts with an M. M stands for Mindfulness. Mindful May. Making May Mine. Many Milestones May. May Madness!!!!
Wednesday 30 April 2014
Wednesday 23 April 2014
A little sunshine on the horizon.
I've been having trouble at work. Mostly because I'm done there - I've outgrown my role, I'm bored, and people don't have the same work ethic I do and it pisses me off. I brought these things to the attention of my boss, but had to go as far as emailing my concerns and using words like 'sexual harassment', 'bullying' and 'HR department' before he would take me seriously. Basically, I work in a room full of people who give each other sh*t all day, act inappropriately towards each other, and make every conversation into something sexual, regardless of the context of the conversation, while doing as little work as possible and getting away with it.
So while I participate on occasion, I don't think this behaviour is normal, nor should it be accepted as normal. One day someone is going to push someone else too hard, too far, and it's going to explode out of control. I decided to draw attention to the fact that perhaps things are getting out of hand, and we should all be spoken to regarding what's considered appropriate behaviour in a supposedly professional workplace.
Fast forward to a week later, some things have been said regarding certain people's behaviour (all quite professionally I might add) and this has resulted in everyone asking everyone else until they realised it was me that said something and promptly pretending I don't exist. Which is fine during inane chit-chat but not so fine when I have something to contribute to something relating to work. Like solving a problem or helping someone out. Like what is my ACTUAL job there.
So I've got my head down and my bum up, and am just working away, not speaking to anyone for 8 hours and feeling like an idiot for bringing it up, but not feeling like I've done the wrong thing at the same time, trying to ignore the girl who sits opposite me and is learning to whistle and spends more time telling everyone she how busy she is than working, willing my boss to pull people up on their once again increasingly bad behaviour and seething when he joins in. This is not healthy for me. I'm a ball of anger once home time rolls around, which is nice for the treadmill, the oval, or the bike, but not so nice for my husband who shares the car-ride home with me.
About a week ago, I applied for another position internally, in another department, doing similar stuff, for more pay. Applications closed today, and this afternoon I had a phone interview (which was weird, because the HR chick sits about 50 metres away from me, yet I sat in the hallway on the phone looking over at her desk...) and have a sit-down interview with HR and the Head of the new department on Monday morning. I really hope this comes through, and that my manager releases me early (we have a 4-week notice period, but sometimes they let things slide) so that I can get out of the toxicity that is my daily work life.
I know that a lot of it is just my perception of events, and the negative thoughts that I 'think' others have towards me, but I'm not the kind of person who wakes up and dreads going to work, so I don't much like doing that right now. I don't like how angry I am getting, and I don't like how many negative thoughts are running through my head for 8 hours a day. I've applied for about 30 jobs online, and have had one interview, one email saying 'thanks but no thanks' and NOTHING from the other 28! It's been about 6 years since I applied for a job, and it's gotten so impersonal - basically if you don't hear something within about a day of the applications closing, you write it off as a no. It's really disheartening - how hard is it to send a generic 'thanks but no thanks' email of an afternoon?
So... that's my work life...
Now to my SMASHlife. It's going okay, all things considered. While I don't consider myself an 'emotional eater', my eating patterns are linked to my emotions. I don't eat to suppress feelings, but I do eat when I'm not motivated, when I'm upset or angry, or when I'm bored. When I'm happy and excited about life, my food intake is superb. So needless to say, over the last few weeks, my eating has gotten worse, and that is showing on the scales.
My exercise is improving. I'm committed to my boxing/circuit double session on a Saturday morning, and am averaging 3 gym or oval sessions on weekdays. I'm beginning to feel coordinated when running (well... jogging...) and have resolved to stop trying to breathe with some sort of ratio to stride and just breathing without thinking about it. It seems to be working, funnily enough. I've improved my interval times (up to 8x 2:30 runs with 1:30 walks in between) and have steadily increased my time spent on my 'long run' of the week from 3 minutes to 15 minutes in just 5 weeks. I'm still terrible with prioritising strength training - but I know this has to pick up if I have any hope of losing weight so am doing some bodyweight stuff at home of a night time once or twice a week. Tonight was a core workout and BOY do I need to work on that - probably every night if I want that to improve because my core is terrible!
Cross your fingers, or pray, or jump on one leg (however you send good vibes to people) that this new job works out. I'm using the power of positive thinking to will things to go in my favour.
So while I participate on occasion, I don't think this behaviour is normal, nor should it be accepted as normal. One day someone is going to push someone else too hard, too far, and it's going to explode out of control. I decided to draw attention to the fact that perhaps things are getting out of hand, and we should all be spoken to regarding what's considered appropriate behaviour in a supposedly professional workplace.
Fast forward to a week later, some things have been said regarding certain people's behaviour (all quite professionally I might add) and this has resulted in everyone asking everyone else until they realised it was me that said something and promptly pretending I don't exist. Which is fine during inane chit-chat but not so fine when I have something to contribute to something relating to work. Like solving a problem or helping someone out. Like what is my ACTUAL job there.
So I've got my head down and my bum up, and am just working away, not speaking to anyone for 8 hours and feeling like an idiot for bringing it up, but not feeling like I've done the wrong thing at the same time, trying to ignore the girl who sits opposite me and is learning to whistle and spends more time telling everyone she how busy she is than working, willing my boss to pull people up on their once again increasingly bad behaviour and seething when he joins in. This is not healthy for me. I'm a ball of anger once home time rolls around, which is nice for the treadmill, the oval, or the bike, but not so nice for my husband who shares the car-ride home with me.
About a week ago, I applied for another position internally, in another department, doing similar stuff, for more pay. Applications closed today, and this afternoon I had a phone interview (which was weird, because the HR chick sits about 50 metres away from me, yet I sat in the hallway on the phone looking over at her desk...) and have a sit-down interview with HR and the Head of the new department on Monday morning. I really hope this comes through, and that my manager releases me early (we have a 4-week notice period, but sometimes they let things slide) so that I can get out of the toxicity that is my daily work life.
I know that a lot of it is just my perception of events, and the negative thoughts that I 'think' others have towards me, but I'm not the kind of person who wakes up and dreads going to work, so I don't much like doing that right now. I don't like how angry I am getting, and I don't like how many negative thoughts are running through my head for 8 hours a day. I've applied for about 30 jobs online, and have had one interview, one email saying 'thanks but no thanks' and NOTHING from the other 28! It's been about 6 years since I applied for a job, and it's gotten so impersonal - basically if you don't hear something within about a day of the applications closing, you write it off as a no. It's really disheartening - how hard is it to send a generic 'thanks but no thanks' email of an afternoon?
So... that's my work life...
Now to my SMASHlife. It's going okay, all things considered. While I don't consider myself an 'emotional eater', my eating patterns are linked to my emotions. I don't eat to suppress feelings, but I do eat when I'm not motivated, when I'm upset or angry, or when I'm bored. When I'm happy and excited about life, my food intake is superb. So needless to say, over the last few weeks, my eating has gotten worse, and that is showing on the scales.
My exercise is improving. I'm committed to my boxing/circuit double session on a Saturday morning, and am averaging 3 gym or oval sessions on weekdays. I'm beginning to feel coordinated when running (well... jogging...) and have resolved to stop trying to breathe with some sort of ratio to stride and just breathing without thinking about it. It seems to be working, funnily enough. I've improved my interval times (up to 8x 2:30 runs with 1:30 walks in between) and have steadily increased my time spent on my 'long run' of the week from 3 minutes to 15 minutes in just 5 weeks. I'm still terrible with prioritising strength training - but I know this has to pick up if I have any hope of losing weight so am doing some bodyweight stuff at home of a night time once or twice a week. Tonight was a core workout and BOY do I need to work on that - probably every night if I want that to improve because my core is terrible!
Cross your fingers, or pray, or jump on one leg (however you send good vibes to people) that this new job works out. I'm using the power of positive thinking to will things to go in my favour.
Wednesday 16 April 2014
The monster inside of my head
Am I friends with the monster inside of my head? NO EFFING WAY.
She's an absolute cow. She says all the things people shouldn't say, and she doesn't shut up. She loves chocolate. She loves negativity. She wants me to do the things I shouldn't do. She fights with the other one, the good one, the sane one.
She wants me to eat everything in sight, and I listened to her today. For a little bit (well, for some chocolate and some white choc and raspberry slice), and then I listened to the sane one.
The sane one had a little win today. After the chocolate and the slice, I felt VERY sick. I got home, got changed, and got out. I ran. I ran 1km in 8 minutes and 46 seconds. Then I walked for quite some time (about 4 km).
Then the cow came back and we had fish and chips.
Stupid cow. She'll be gone in 4-6 days, I'll be back taking the happy pills that make the sane one sound more appealing (thank you hormones), and I'll be back on track. Being a girl is HARD.
Sometimes I let the cow win because it's easier. It wasn't meant to be easy though, was it?
Back to SMASHlife tomorrow, although I kind of lived it today:
S- Stick to the plan (mostly done)
M - Mindfulness (I thought long and hard about those extras, so even though it wasn't a healthy decision, it was made with mindfulness)
A - Attitude is everything (it was driven by my uterus... so I definitely had attitude)
S - Sweat (did that, did that well)
H - Honesty around food (well, I told you about it, didn't I?)
She's an absolute cow. She says all the things people shouldn't say, and she doesn't shut up. She loves chocolate. She loves negativity. She wants me to do the things I shouldn't do. She fights with the other one, the good one, the sane one.
She wants me to eat everything in sight, and I listened to her today. For a little bit (well, for some chocolate and some white choc and raspberry slice), and then I listened to the sane one.
The sane one had a little win today. After the chocolate and the slice, I felt VERY sick. I got home, got changed, and got out. I ran. I ran 1km in 8 minutes and 46 seconds. Then I walked for quite some time (about 4 km).
Then the cow came back and we had fish and chips.
Stupid cow. She'll be gone in 4-6 days, I'll be back taking the happy pills that make the sane one sound more appealing (thank you hormones), and I'll be back on track. Being a girl is HARD.
Sometimes I let the cow win because it's easier. It wasn't meant to be easy though, was it?
Back to SMASHlife tomorrow, although I kind of lived it today:
S- Stick to the plan (mostly done)
M - Mindfulness (I thought long and hard about those extras, so even though it wasn't a healthy decision, it was made with mindfulness)
A - Attitude is everything (it was driven by my uterus... so I definitely had attitude)
S - Sweat (did that, did that well)
H - Honesty around food (well, I told you about it, didn't I?)
Tuesday 15 April 2014
Tired.
I'm tired.
I'm tired of being tired.
I'm tired of being fat.
I'm tired of doing the same thing.
I'm tired of getting nowhere.
I'm tired of returning to bad habits.
I'm tired of never reaching my goals.
I'm tired of it taking so long to get ANYWHERE with this.
I'm tired of starting again.
I don't want this to be my life... so why do I keep doing it? I think that tonight, instead of thinking about how tired I am, I'm going to bed. Yes... I'm well aware that it's only 7pm... but I have a good book to read, and am still astonished that I didn't murder people today given the foul mood I woke up in and my reaction to people existing in my space. I have been on edge all day, and I KNOW why (hello monthly monster), so I think it's best that I go to bed and start again tomorrow.
Promising news... I ran today. On an oval. I didn't cancel out the Terry's Chocolate Orange I managed to munch on all day at work (gotta get a serving of fruit!), but I did run for 2 minutes at a time, 8 times, with only 1:30 in between. Set the timer, and go when the whistle goes, stop when the whistle goes again... listen for the whistle while listening to some tunes... time passed, I exercised, I didn't die. Might do it again tomorrow.
But for now, I'm tired.
I'm tired of being tired.
I'm tired of being fat.
I'm tired of doing the same thing.
I'm tired of getting nowhere.
I'm tired of returning to bad habits.
I'm tired of never reaching my goals.
I'm tired of it taking so long to get ANYWHERE with this.
I'm tired of starting again.
I don't want this to be my life... so why do I keep doing it? I think that tonight, instead of thinking about how tired I am, I'm going to bed. Yes... I'm well aware that it's only 7pm... but I have a good book to read, and am still astonished that I didn't murder people today given the foul mood I woke up in and my reaction to people existing in my space. I have been on edge all day, and I KNOW why (hello monthly monster), so I think it's best that I go to bed and start again tomorrow.
Promising news... I ran today. On an oval. I didn't cancel out the Terry's Chocolate Orange I managed to munch on all day at work (gotta get a serving of fruit!), but I did run for 2 minutes at a time, 8 times, with only 1:30 in between. Set the timer, and go when the whistle goes, stop when the whistle goes again... listen for the whistle while listening to some tunes... time passed, I exercised, I didn't die. Might do it again tomorrow.
But for now, I'm tired.
Wednesday 9 April 2014
Trying to live a SMASHlife
In my last post I got all excited about this new thing I just thought of - SMASHlife.
Since then, I've been trying to live it. At boxing, I was trying super hard, and I guess I tried too hard... because I hurt myself. Not just 'next day ouchy' hurt, but 'move and it takes your breath away' hurt. Luckily, I've been to this awesome Sports Medicine place in the past and I was able to get an appointment on Monday afternoon. My shoulder was manipulated, my back was crunched, my muscles were painfully massaged, and I was strapped in for the week and given instructions to rest, ice, and stretch for the next few days.
Naturally, I headed straight off to cali and did my usual 2 hours teaching and 3 hours practice, intending to ignore the advice from the physio until Tuesday morning but WOW it hurt so much so I ended up doing this weird one-armed version of calisthenics for the evening. Our coach videos the routines and puts them in a secret Facebook group so that we can practice during the week and I seriously look hilarious in this week's videos. Waking up the next morning was fun, until I moved, and then it was not so fun. I diligently iced and stretched throughout the workday on Tuesday, and have done the same today.
I feel so much better. It's not healed, and I'm under no impression that everything is fine. I'll continue to ice and stretch over the next few days, and also take it easy at boxing and circuit this weekend, working with the restrictions that I have been given. I'll choof back there on Monday for my follow-up appointment and hopefully get some more exciting stretches to do and a few less restrictions on my exercise.
What does this mean for SMASHlife? Absolutely nothing. It changes nothing. There are still things that can be done, there are still ways to achieve the five areas of health every day.
S - Stick to the plan - Well that's a no-brainer. Just do it. I had a plan for food this week, and it's been stuck to. There has been a little variation, but the meals have been 90% to plan. This is a big improvement on previous weeks where it's gone completely out the window by Monday afternoon.
M - Mindfulness - This currently applies to food and exercise in my mindset, and I'm being mindful :)
A - Attitude is everything - I really could have written this week off and gone off track.
S - Sweat is your friend - My shoulder has kept me from lifting weights this week, and I was in too much pain on Monday and Tuesday to put in a big effort. I made up for it tonight by sweating up a storm at the gym this afternoon -I ran for 13 minutes straight!! Then ran some more! Then rode 10km!
H - Honesty around food - I'm being honest to myself and my husband when I've gone a little off track. I usually keep these things to myself, but owning up to little slips is actually very liberating and makes me less likely to continue the behaviour uncontrollably. I'm super awesome at continuing the cycle of binging and hiding the evidence, so it's one of the things I'm working on stopping.
It's a shame the rest of my life isn't going so well right now. I seriously need a new job...
Since then, I've been trying to live it. At boxing, I was trying super hard, and I guess I tried too hard... because I hurt myself. Not just 'next day ouchy' hurt, but 'move and it takes your breath away' hurt. Luckily, I've been to this awesome Sports Medicine place in the past and I was able to get an appointment on Monday afternoon. My shoulder was manipulated, my back was crunched, my muscles were painfully massaged, and I was strapped in for the week and given instructions to rest, ice, and stretch for the next few days.
Naturally, I headed straight off to cali and did my usual 2 hours teaching and 3 hours practice, intending to ignore the advice from the physio until Tuesday morning but WOW it hurt so much so I ended up doing this weird one-armed version of calisthenics for the evening. Our coach videos the routines and puts them in a secret Facebook group so that we can practice during the week and I seriously look hilarious in this week's videos. Waking up the next morning was fun, until I moved, and then it was not so fun. I diligently iced and stretched throughout the workday on Tuesday, and have done the same today.
I feel so much better. It's not healed, and I'm under no impression that everything is fine. I'll continue to ice and stretch over the next few days, and also take it easy at boxing and circuit this weekend, working with the restrictions that I have been given. I'll choof back there on Monday for my follow-up appointment and hopefully get some more exciting stretches to do and a few less restrictions on my exercise.
What does this mean for SMASHlife? Absolutely nothing. It changes nothing. There are still things that can be done, there are still ways to achieve the five areas of health every day.
S - Stick to the plan - Well that's a no-brainer. Just do it. I had a plan for food this week, and it's been stuck to. There has been a little variation, but the meals have been 90% to plan. This is a big improvement on previous weeks where it's gone completely out the window by Monday afternoon.
M - Mindfulness - This currently applies to food and exercise in my mindset, and I'm being mindful :)
A - Attitude is everything - I really could have written this week off and gone off track.
S - Sweat is your friend - My shoulder has kept me from lifting weights this week, and I was in too much pain on Monday and Tuesday to put in a big effort. I made up for it tonight by sweating up a storm at the gym this afternoon -I ran for 13 minutes straight!! Then ran some more! Then rode 10km!
H - Honesty around food - I'm being honest to myself and my husband when I've gone a little off track. I usually keep these things to myself, but owning up to little slips is actually very liberating and makes me less likely to continue the behaviour uncontrollably. I'm super awesome at continuing the cycle of binging and hiding the evidence, so it's one of the things I'm working on stopping.
It's a shame the rest of my life isn't going so well right now. I seriously need a new job...
Friday 4 April 2014
Why?
Why am I doing this? What do I want? What am I ACTUALLY doing?
I've been doing some things lately that I'm not proud of. I've been skipping exercise, or not going hard enough when I do train. I've eaten about a kilo of chocolate, and I'm not joking. There's been hot cross buns, and donuts, and some other 'fun' things. But the thing is, I've felt absolutely horrible the last two weeks. Tired, run down, emotional, crabby.... This isn't fun. These 'fun' things aren't fun. Feeling horrible about things I've eaten, and then the consequences in the toilet... that is not fun.
Why am I doing this?
Because this used to be my comfort. This used to be my life. I didn't have anyone or anything else, I just had me and my delicious sugar addiction. Me and my rolls (both bakery and fat related). Me and TV, movies, books, lazing around.
What do I want?
I don't want that to be my life. I want my life to be delicious in other ways - feeling healthy is delicious. Sweating is delicious. Good food is delicious. Running, I'm sure, is delicious. I'm trying to work on that - breathing while running is proving to be less than delicious. Enjoying outdoor activity, experiencing life, trying new foods, riding my bike, doing 'big walks'.
What am I ACTUALLY doing?
I'm stopping myself from doing this properly. I'm sabotaging this for myself. I'm falling back into those bad habits because they're comfortable, even though they make my life SO uncomfortable. It's not nice to have your thighs rub together when you walk. It's not nice to try to stuff your stomach into pants, or to have to undo buttons or zips or even think about what pants to wear depending on what you've got going on that day. It's not nice to be out of breath when walking upstairs for a meeting. It's not nice to want to eat something, but to worry about what other people think of you because of your size.
What am I going to do about it?
I've wiped my slate clean. I've got a plan (food and exercise) with the 12WBT. I've got my Fitbit to measure my steps each day. I've got my Heart Rate watch to measure my intensity during my workouts. I've ditched my 'daily habits' and committed to just one (10,000 steps every day). I have 35 days left until my birthday.
I WILL have a positive attitude towards my health and my life for the next 35 days. It takes 21 days to make a habit, so I'll be on a good path.
I WILL NOT deny myself things I want, but I will be mindful of how those decisions will affect my goals.
I WILL stick to the plans laid out for me by the 12WBT.
I WILL NOT be secretive about my eating.
I WILL sweat.
S - Stick to the plan
M - Mindfulness
A - Attitude is everything
S - Sweat is your friend
H - Honesty around food
I have a husband now - we got our joint Medicare cards in the mail today, so we're a real family. It's time that I started thinking about other people than myself, and in order to do that, I need to put myself first. A little bit contradictory, but makes so much sense.
I think something has just been unearthed. SMASHlife. This could be interesting.
I've been doing some things lately that I'm not proud of. I've been skipping exercise, or not going hard enough when I do train. I've eaten about a kilo of chocolate, and I'm not joking. There's been hot cross buns, and donuts, and some other 'fun' things. But the thing is, I've felt absolutely horrible the last two weeks. Tired, run down, emotional, crabby.... This isn't fun. These 'fun' things aren't fun. Feeling horrible about things I've eaten, and then the consequences in the toilet... that is not fun.
Why am I doing this?
Because this used to be my comfort. This used to be my life. I didn't have anyone or anything else, I just had me and my delicious sugar addiction. Me and my rolls (both bakery and fat related). Me and TV, movies, books, lazing around.
What do I want?
I don't want that to be my life. I want my life to be delicious in other ways - feeling healthy is delicious. Sweating is delicious. Good food is delicious. Running, I'm sure, is delicious. I'm trying to work on that - breathing while running is proving to be less than delicious. Enjoying outdoor activity, experiencing life, trying new foods, riding my bike, doing 'big walks'.
What am I ACTUALLY doing?
I'm stopping myself from doing this properly. I'm sabotaging this for myself. I'm falling back into those bad habits because they're comfortable, even though they make my life SO uncomfortable. It's not nice to have your thighs rub together when you walk. It's not nice to try to stuff your stomach into pants, or to have to undo buttons or zips or even think about what pants to wear depending on what you've got going on that day. It's not nice to be out of breath when walking upstairs for a meeting. It's not nice to want to eat something, but to worry about what other people think of you because of your size.
What am I going to do about it?
I've wiped my slate clean. I've got a plan (food and exercise) with the 12WBT. I've got my Fitbit to measure my steps each day. I've got my Heart Rate watch to measure my intensity during my workouts. I've ditched my 'daily habits' and committed to just one (10,000 steps every day). I have 35 days left until my birthday.
I WILL have a positive attitude towards my health and my life for the next 35 days. It takes 21 days to make a habit, so I'll be on a good path.
I WILL NOT deny myself things I want, but I will be mindful of how those decisions will affect my goals.
I WILL stick to the plans laid out for me by the 12WBT.
I WILL NOT be secretive about my eating.
I WILL sweat.
S - Stick to the plan
M - Mindfulness
A - Attitude is everything
S - Sweat is your friend
H - Honesty around food
I have a husband now - we got our joint Medicare cards in the mail today, so we're a real family. It's time that I started thinking about other people than myself, and in order to do that, I need to put myself first. A little bit contradictory, but makes so much sense.
I think something has just been unearthed. SMASHlife. This could be interesting.
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